Inara rose from the table and crossed her arms, pacing slowly around the kitchen. "Yes," she remarked dully. "I suppose we do." There was no possible way she could contract with anyone on Sihnon...she wasn't even sure she would leave the ship. She fell silent for a moment, lost in her own thoughts before she looked up at him and quirked an eyebrow curiously. "This must be a moon we've never been to before. I don't know if we've ever been to a place that doesn't know any 'illegal activity.'"